Uplifting poems: “A song of Life” by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

  A Song Of Life by Ella Wheeler Wilcox In the rapture of life and of living,I lift up my head and rejoice,And I thank the great Giver for givingThe soul of my gladness a voice.In the glow of the glorious weather,In the sweet-scented, sensuous air,My burdens seem light as a featherThey are nothing to…

POEMS: “There is simply the rose” by Ralph Waldo Emerson

  These roses under my window make no reference to former roses or to better ones; they are for what they are; they exist with God to-day. There is no time to them. There is simply the rose; it is perfect in every moment of its existence. Before a leaf-bud has burst, its whole life…

A quote from Neale Donald Walsch on happiness

Happiness and joy comes to you when it moves through you. There is no other pathway–and that’s the miracle.   You will have a number of opportunities in the days just ahead to be a vehicle of happiness and joy for another. Step right into that. Be the source of that. As you bring others to…

POEMS: “The Work of Happiness” by May Sarton

The Work of Happiness I thought of happiness, how it is woven Out of the silence in the empty house each day And how it is not sudden and it is not given But is creation itself like the growth of a tree. No one has seen it happen, but inside the bark Another circle…

POEMS: “Morning Poem” by Mary Oliver

  Morning Poem Every morning the world is created. Under the orange sticks of the sun the heaped ashes of the night turn into leaves again and fasten themselves to the high branches — and the ponds appear like black cloth on which are painted islands of summer lilies. If it is your nature to…

INSPIRATIONAL POEMS: “Perfect miracles” by Walt Whitman

“Perfect miracles” Each of us inevitable, Each of us limitless Each of us with his or her right upon the earth, Each of us allow’d the eternal purports of the earth, Each of us here as divinely as any is here. The sun and stars that float in the open air… the apple-shaped earth and…

MYSTICAL POEMS: “Thee and me in all things” by J. Krishnamurti

“Thee and me in all things” I have been a wanderer long In this world of transient things. I have known the passing pleasures thereof. As the rainbow is beautiful, But soon vanishes into nothingness, So have I known, From the very foundation of the world, The passing away of all things Beautiful, joyous and…